Cerys :
The lights blew out. Darkness swallowed us up, shrouding the room entirely. This felt dangerous, heat so acute I could barely breathe, his hand cupping my breast, squeezing me gently, then the urgency changing. Guttural sounds echoed in his throat, the door mercifully bridged with an armchair. As good a 'do not disturb' sign as any. I slipped into his lap, landing him on the sofa, his fingers dropping down my side, body simultaneously chilled with goosebumps and searing with sultriness, Saharan fire lacing my spine.
I placed my lips in the hollow of his neck now, grasping his wrists and pinning them above his head.
He didn't fight me, t-shirt half ridden Up his chest, pressing like a furnace against mine. I nipped at his skin, finding the pulsing of his rampant heart rate, pin
